In the last half day of Sanjiang, please give me a Sanjiang ticket and collect it... to keep good memories.
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Lu Chengzhi was frightened by Xiang Yu's sudden burst of strength. When he heard the miserable cry of Gongxi Tusong, he was frightened. He really didn't expect that there was even a late-stage warrior in the Transformation God Realm hiding in Fatty Chen's Inn.
The horror master.
But Lu Chengzhi really couldn't bear to leave right now, and the Liu family's treasure map was too tempting for him.
It is rumored that when the Liu family's treasure map was discovered, there was the sound of mountains and flowing water on the picture.
Such a strange thing would be a supernatural event in the eyes of ordinary people, but for the well-informed Lu Chengzhi, he could clearly realize that it was an autograph handwritten by a supreme power.
It is said that monks above the "Nine Aperture Realm" can write with divine help, and each stroke contains supreme artistic conception.
The flowers they painted appear on the paper, and when a mortal holds it in their hands, they can smell the fragrance of the flowers from the paper.
As the saying goes, "a wonderful pen brings flowers to life" and "painting cakes satisfy hunger"...it can make people feel the emptiness truly.
This is a very profound "Tao".
Something that ordinary people cannot understand.
Lu Chengzhi's cultivation has been at the peak of the Divine Realm for many years. If he had not encountered a shocking encounter in this life, he would probably have turned into a pile of loess in ten or twenty years, with the green mountains as his company and the morning dew as his neighbor.
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He was originally a "greedy, angry, and ignorant" layman who likes life and hates death just like the rest of the world. The higher his cultivation level and the higher his status, the more he hopes that he can live long and live forever.
Lu Chengzhi is bound to get the treasure map left behind by a monk who is suspected to be a monk above the Nine Aperture Realm.
At this time, he was like a hungry wild dog, daring to grab food from the tiger and leopard's mouth.
Lu Chengzhi was greedy and quietly approached the place where Gongxi Tusong emitted the pitiful screams. Under the cover of his spiritual consciousness, he finally found Fatty Chen's Inn eighty meters away.
He was about to step forward to find out what was going on, but saw a bloody head flying out of the house.
The bloody head was spinning on the ground, and Gongxi Tusong's expression of horror could still be clearly seen.
"Gongxi Tusong is dead!"
Lu Chengzhi took a breath of air. His original desire to find out what was going on was finally completely extinguished at this moment. He turned around and ran away. He didn't even dare to continue using his spiritual sense to explore the situation in Fatty Chen's inn. He could easily kill him.
Gongxi Tusong's existence is not weaker than him.
The threat Xiang Yu brought to him made him really feel that death was approaching, and he felt that he needed to go out and hide for a while.
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"Whoosh."
"Whoosh."
Deep in the Lushan Mountain, two figures chased each other and flew away. The unparalleled speed was like a meteor falling, and a land of hundreds of miles passed by in an instant.
The speeds of Xiang Yu and Gong Xijie are almost the same. What matters in the long pursuit is endurance, the strength of Qi, and the length of breath.
Xiang Yu thinks that he will not lose to Gong Xijie in terms of endurance, but the amount of true energy in his body is vastly different from that of Gong Xijie. If this continues, he will exhaust his true energy, and will eventually be overtaken by Gong Xijie.
Kill without mercy.
Facing the insurmountable natural chasm, Xiang Yu was filled with anxiety.
Feeling the rapid consumption of Qi in his body and the faint feeling of hunger, Xiang Yu was unwilling to just sit back and wait for death. "Are we going to be consumed alive by Gong Xijie like this? No, if we really want to die, then we will die together."
A violent aura brewed in Xiang Yu's heart, surged, and finally burst out violently.
"Since you can't escape, then fight!"
Now without Lu Chengzhi's sneak attack, Xiang Yu still has a chance to fight Gong Xijie.
Compared with Gong Xijie's cultivation, what wins him is his artistic conception and the exquisiteness of his body skills.
If it were a head-on confrontation, Xiang Yu would definitely die, but with the "life-fighting" style of play, even if Gong Xijie could hit Xiang Yu, Xiang Yu's reaction speed would be enough to pull the opponent to his back when he hit himself.
He stopped running, activated the Qianshan Halberd, and suddenly shot back at Gong Xijie with a ten-foot-long halberd.
"Aren't you going to run away?"
When Gong Xijie saw Xiang Yu coming back from the attack, he roared: "Well done."
The bloody sword in his hand drew a two-foot-long blade, which directly hit Xiang Yu's halberd. But just when the two attacks were about to collide, Xiang Yu's body flashed and he forcefully twisted the halberd.
Dao Gang avoided it and took another detour to attack Gong Xijie.
"Avoiding without fighting?" Gong Xijie sneered, "If you want to avoid fighting in front of me, that's a fool's dream."
He reversed the bloody sword, and another two-foot-long sword slashed towards the foot-long halberd.
What was unexpected this time was that Xiang Yu only turned slightly sideways and saw that half of his arm was about to be chopped off by the sword. However, the Thousand Mountain Halberd in his other hand was already facing Gong Xijie at this moment.
The head was chopped off.
Gong Xijie's pupils shrank violently. If his sword was to cut off Xiang Yu's hand without changing its momentum, then his head would also be split in two by the opponent's halberd.
Fight for your life!
Gong Xijie roared angrily, "Are you crazy?"
He didn't have the guts to risk his life with Xiang Yu.
He hurriedly withdrew his sword, changed the word "swipe" to "tick" with the bloody sword, and slashed Xiang Yu, causing the halberd's light to ripple away.
But Xiang Yu relied on his super speed and flicked his false halberd to get in front of Gong Xijie.
The Ten Thousand Water Sword also appeared in Xiang Yu's hand at this time. He fought close to Gong Xijie like a maggot attached to a bone. His sword was like an antelope hanging its horns, and his halberd skills were wide open. The sword and halberd were integrated into one, and the offensive was continuous.
, it’s completely a style of play that only focuses on attacking but not defending and risking one’s life.
For a time, Gong Xijie was forced to panic.
At this time, Xiang Yu could only attack but not defend, and his whole body was full of flaws. Gong Xijie was able to kill Xiang Yu several times, but every time he killed Xiang Yu, he was simultaneously attacked by his Thousand Mountain Halberd.
Xiang Yu was desperate for his life, but Gong Xijie couldn't do it.
"Crazy, you crazy."
Gong Xijie roared again and again. Under Xiang Yu Jianghe's relentless attack, he was forced to take a defensive stance.
I saw him using the bloody sword in his hand to make it impervious to wind and rain. The dense swords formed a cocoon-like four-foot-long knife network. The knife network was continuous and seamless. Under this absolute defense, Xiang Yu actually
You can't do it even if you risk your life.
If you want to fight for your life, you must break through the knife net.
Although Xiang Yu's halberd was powerful, it was unable to dodge Gong Xijie's sword. Gong Xijie was like a rattled hedgehog, with no place to strike.
"Today, I will consume you to death here."
Gong Xijie quickly stabilized his position and sneered again and again.
Xiang Yu was furious in his heart, "Can't I do it even with death? No, I can become stronger. I will definitely be able to break through his seamless knife network."
Xiang Yu's artistic conception has never been more concentrated. As long as there is any flaw in Gong Xijie's knife net, he will find every opportunity to sneak into the knife net and die with the opponent.
Unlimited concentration.
The artistic conception of Gong Xijie's movements became clearer and clearer, and the assistance of Qianshan Halberd and Wanshui Sword became smoother and smoother, with water and rut blending together. Xiang Yu felt that his artistic conception seemed to have a new change at this moment, Gong Xijie's movements
It seems that it has become slower under the cover of my own artistic conception!
"Have we finally made a breakthrough? The realm of chance has been achieved." Xiang Yu had the urge to cry with joy. He raised his head to the sky and roared, and his offensive became more and more violent by the moment.